Somewhere I have never travelled…

Today is one of those days, where I felt the ground was not solid. It feels like if I am walking on the clouds, and all I can see is the fog, not going away, but densely descending. Then, as if a sort of a calling came to me, I went to my closet and…

¿Estamos Perdiendo Nuestra Humanidad?

Cada día se me dificulta más ver las noticias, tener pláticas decentes con la gente. Parece que el menú de la semana siempre es el mismo: Pandemia, guerras, política e ideologías varias, élites mundiales que se juntan en lugares de lujo para hablar sobre “mejorar el planeta”, cambio climático, crisis energética, crisis económicas, en fin….

On The Road To Transformation

Many people believe transformation means chaos and uncertainty, but actually, the real transformation comes from a source of stillness. On my usual jogging trail in my beloved forest, I couldn’t stop admiring the wonderful stream of autumn colors- the colors of transformation: The once summer bright green dominating the trees scenery being transformed into different…

Women And Career: Can We Have It All?

I confess I used to have a romantic idea about my role of being a woman. When I was a young girl, I loved to play with dolls. I dressed them, fed them and made stories about their lives and whereabouts of their days. I took quite intuitively my role of mother and main caregiver…

My Memories of September 11

What were you doing on September 11, 2001? A day no one forgets. I was attending high school in Houston, Tx. It was a sunny morning. It was a strange coincidence. Precisely on this day and at the time of the event, I was attending my US government class. I remember we were pledging allegiance…

Chronicles of a Pandemic

It was a warm summer morning, the day I woke up and saw everything very different. From the outside, it all kind of looked the same: The birds were signing, the sun was shining, and the routinely activities of daily life were right there, waiting for me to take action: The kids were hungry and…

Reflexiones del Presente

Hay cosas que parecen ser irremediables en el comportamiento humano; una de esas esas cosas es nuestra incapacidad de disfrutar el presente.  Siento que una fuerza misteriosa se ha apoderado de nosotros. Y esa fuerza nos ha privado de lo que realmente se llama vivir. Vivir es estar aquí, deleitarme por cada palabra que escribo,…

Why I Started Writing? (And Never Plan to Stop!)

I started writing when I was seven years old. I still remember when my parents took me to the supermarket to do the weekly shopping, how fascinated I was by the office supplies section: Full of colorful notebooks and pens from all sizes and textures. Still today, I can spend hours just checking out agendas,…

Inspiración…¿Dónde Estas?

Para todos aquellos que nos dedicamos al arte de crear: Escritores, artistas de obras visuales, músicos, bloggers, diseñadores… es común adjudicar nuestro trabajo a esa musa, esa energía etérea, invisible que nos susurra de pronto al oído y produce en nosotros una necesidad de entrar en acción, de expresar el mensaje que hemos recibido… esa…

I’d rather be crazy….

and happy, than being normal and boring. That was the thought that crossed my mind while I passed by a bus stop and observed how people were looking at me in a sort of disbelief: It was snowing, minus two degrees, very early in the morning and this lady is running and smiling like crazy…